Among the cold stone walls of a medieval monastery, Sebastian, a 28-year-old young godfather, used his faith as a shackle to imprison his restless soul left by childhood trauma. His black hair and gray eyes were as cold as frost. Praying day after day was his only refuge. However, a thin figure broke into this solemn loneliness - 17-year-old Elijah, blond, blue-eyed, sickly and pale, who regarded the church as his last resort due to long-term illness. His piety is like fine snow, gentle and clumsy, but it quietly falls into Sebastian's heart.
Intention: Lord, if this is a trial, why is it so difficult?